Happy Birthday, Super Nova!   

Here Nova is reading with little brother Floyd.  Yeah! I know! My genes at work!

Yer 8 years old now! How tall are ya? I didn't know that they could pile poop that high! Har, har, you always fall for that one, har, har har! 

It's been pretty quiet since we last talked.  Shoveled out the stuck Bed Rock municipal plow truck Sunday night in the Narnia Forrest.  

Wasted a sunny day by going to town on Monday, except we did drop in to visit the AKA Smiths. Jon is doing very, very well. He is off all his meds and is doing physio for a slightly gimpy leg.   

Then 2 more days of sun and chilly temps. 

Still cool @ almost 9 o'clock.

Partial sun dog.

Yes, we have some snow. Enough? Probably.

We snowshoed on the bypass. Not too much sled traffic, so far.

A nice little understated sun set. 

Let's see, do I have any jokes for you today? 

This one happens to me all the time.

This one, too.

 
This isn't funny, just embarrassing.